{"id":3294,"date":"2017-07-21T00:00:07","date_gmt":"2017-07-21T04:00:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3294"},"modified":"2017-07-20T19:04:13","modified_gmt":"2017-07-20T23:04:13","slug":"seventeen-04-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3294","title":{"rendered":"Seventeen – 04"},"content":{"rendered":"

[This post is from Thordin’s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n

Matt grabbed his shoulder, snapping Thordin out of his rage. His hand froze inches from Menhit\u2019s throat. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Cameron was there, gathering Sif up into his arms. Her gaze was on him, her complexion already waxy.<\/p>\n

Thordin\u2019s heart rose into his throat. The rain hid the tears he knew were rolling down his cheeks. It was hard to breathe.<\/p>\n

What am I doing?<\/em><\/p>\n

Matt stepped around him slowly and trapped Menhit\u2019s free hand with his foot, leveling his warhammer at Anhur. \u201cIf you move an eyelash, I will finish the job she started. Do not<\/em> think I won\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

Menhit stared up at Matt, mirth fading and expression hardening. \u201cI warned her that they wouldn\u2019t let her keep you. Is she dead, then?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe told you to leave us alone,\u201d Matt said, his voice low. \u201cWhere the hell do you get off, not listening?\u201d<\/p>\n

Her eyes narrowed. \u201cShe doesn\u2019t give me orders. Not anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThen don\u2019t use her as an excuse for being here,\u201d Matt snarled. \u201cAnd if you even think about laying a finger on her, you\u2019ll answer to me. If you survive today and breathe a word about where she is and who she\u2019s with, I will hunt you down and end you myself. Trust me on that.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cold gripped Thordin as he reached down to wrap a hand none-too-gently around Menhit\u2019s throat. His fingers no longer crackled with lightning, though his grip on the storm remained. \u201cChoose your words carefully,\u201d he whispered, staring at her. \u201cAnswer me truthfully if you want to have a prayer of living to see another sunset. Why are you here? Who sent you?\u201d<\/p>\n

She stared at him, her jaw tight. \u201cLeviathan,\u201d she said after a few silent moments. \u201cHe made an offer too good to refuse. You and yours spurned him. You\u2019re an impediment. He wants you out of the picture if you won\u2019t join him and he knows that with Seamus the Black and the Wanderer in your camp, you never will. Those bastards are more stubborn than any other men the world has ever seen.\u201d<\/p>\n

Matt rocked a little harder onto her wrist and Menhit hissed softly. Anhur made a pained sound but didn\u2019t make any moves toward them, instead shrinking back as Thordin and Matt both skewered him with a glare. Matt\u2019s gaze returned to Menhit.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou return to that bastard,\u201d he said, his voice low. \u201cYou tell him he can shove his deal where the sun doesn\u2019t shine and if he doesn\u2019t like it, he can blow it out his ass. You tell him that we\u2019re not interested in helping him take over the world. We\u2019re not interested in his plots and his alliances or any of that bullshit. You tell him that if he comes after my family again\u2014if he comes for my wife<\/em>\u2014then he will answer to me and I know he remembers what the Ridden Druid could do. You tell him that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re as insane as he was if you think I\u2019m going to do that,\u201d Menhit snarled. \u201cI value<\/em> my life.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIf you valued your life, you wouldn\u2019t have come here at all,\u201d Thordin said softly.<\/p>\n

His fingers tightened until her eyes grew wide.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d Anhur whispered. \u201cNo, don\u2019t.\u201d He started to move. Matt brandished his warhammer and he stopped moving, staring at Thordin, staring at Menhit struggling as she tried to breathe.<\/p>\n

Thordin loosened his grip when she stopped moving, waited to see the faint rise and fall of her chest. He stood slowly, glaring down at Anhur.<\/p>\n

\u201cTake her and quit the field,\u201d he said. \u201cI have given you your lives this time. I didn\u2019t have to have mercy.\u201d Thordin turned, moving toward Cameron, reaching to take Sif from his arms. She was still pale, barely conscious, her eyes on him. His breath caught in his throat. He closed his eyes for a moment.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf my lady succumbs to the wound your lady dealt her, then both of your lives will be forfeit. There will be nowhere you can hide. I promise you that.\u201d<\/p>\n

Cradling Sif against his chest, Thordin turned and walked back toward the walls, ignoring the storm, the camazotzi<\/em>, and the lightning that cleared his path.<\/p>\n

Matt and Cameron turned and followed in his wake.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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